"Compared to the data, I'm more concerned about your body. According to the data, if you use the Herrscher core again, you might be in mortal danger."
Einstein's face was filled with worry. Since they were in space, simple treatment was impossible. If this dragged on, the situation would only worsen.
"You don't need to worry about that. My life is tough enough, I can live for another decade or so. Let's talk about the Moon Throne data first. This is our crucial weapon against the Herrschers."
The few people exchanged glances and directly accessed the vast data in the database. The data on the stone tablet had already been analyzed. They had a general understanding of the Moon Throne from the previous civilization.
Once they returned to the ground, they could expedite its construction. With this item, they would have a greater chance of defeating the Herrscher of the Void.
"You all did a good job this time. We... let's hurry back..."
Before he could finish speaking, Welt collapsed in the spacecraft. Due to the lack of gravity, he floated in the air, his chest core glowing faintly.
"Alliance Leader! Why have you been constantly using the Herrscher core! No, maximum power for the rocket thrusters, we must return to the ground as quickly as possible."
Siegfried, standing beside him, fumbled with the controls. The situation was too sudden, he hadn't even reacted.
On the other side, the Herrscher of the Void silently looked at her injured body. She had been too careless this time, allowing Welt to exploit an opening. Although her injuries were not severe, he had genuinely managed to hit her.
"Heh! Welt, Herrscher of Reason?! Good, very good! When I recover, it will be your end! You humans shouldn't exist either. The Honkai! Is about to descend!"
Due to the maximum power, more than half of the return capsule's fuel was consumed. However, they successfully returned to the ground, and Welt was quickly taken out of the capsule for emergency treatment.
This fellow had been using the Herrscher core to accelerate, indicating he knew that the Herrscher of the Void's injuries would not hold her back for long. They had to race against time to win this war.
"Spiky hair, our priority now is to research the Moon Throne data. Once this weapon is manufactured, our situation will be reversed. We cannot let the Alliance Leader's efforts go to waste."
Einstein, who had originally wanted to check on Welt, nodded. Researching the Moon Throne was indeed more important now, as they couldn't live in peace as long as the Herrscher of the Void was alive.
The screen went black again. After all, the process of manufacturing the Moon Throne was not visually appealing and didn't need to take up too much time in the PV.
Meanwhile, outside the Honkai Impact 3rd merchandise store, the people of Mondstadt only dared to speak in hushed tones, fearing they might anger the store staff and be prevented from buying anything.
"Yae Guuji, do you think they can really defeat the Herrscher of the Void? That person seemed incredibly powerful, even stronger than I am. A single small action could annihilate a super-large human settlement. Do they really have a chance?"
Having witnessed the terrifying Honkai, Raiden Ei couldn't help but wonder what her chances would be if she were to fight it. Could she slay this Herrscher of the Void? Or were they simply not on the same level?
"I don't know, but all I know is... humans have always been creatures who turn despair into hope. Some things we cannot understand because we are not human. You are a god, and I am a yokai. Fundamentally, we are neither, so we naturally cannot comprehend human thoughts. We can only adapt, get used to, learn, and change. That is all we can do."
Five hundred years had changed Guuji Yae a great deal. Raiden Ei found her somewhat inscrutable. It seemed that five hundred years had only been a passage of time for her, a blink of an eye, but for her dear friend, it had been the formation of her personality, habits, and temperament.
"Yae Guuji... thank you for your hard work these past 500 years... Thank you for always protecting Inazuma, thank you for always thinking of me. It's good to have you."
"Haha, it's good that you know. I, you see, have a dream. When can I take over as the Electro Archon for a few days? Alas, just a moment ago you thanked me, and now you're looking at me with murderous intent. You are truly fickle, careful, or I, Yae Guuji, will expose your true self!"
Fine! I shouldn't have thanked this exceedingly scheming fox. I really... want to kill this fox.
On the other hand, Zhongli slowly entered a forest and happened upon a child with a ponytail, sticking out of the ground like a radish, resembling a zombie, which was somewhat terrifying.
"Hu Tao! Hurry up and dig her out! You shouldn't always be thinking of burying Qiqi, otherwise, Doctor Baizhu will come looking for you."
Looking at the radish child in the ground, Zhongli was filled with helplessness. Even as the God of Geo, the only person he couldn't handle was this child, Hu Tao.
"No, Qiqi goes against the natural order. I must send her to reincarnation soon. I refuse to dig her out. And how did she manage to stick her head out? It's truly miraculous."
It could only be said that she was worthy of being the Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. Hu Tao, when faced with something that defied her worldview, had to bury it.
"Alas, dig her out first, and I'll tell you the story of this child when we get back. Or perhaps I can ask the shopkeeper to tell you Qiqi's story. I don't think he would refuse."
Upon hearing that it was about Qiqi's story, Hu Tao became a little curious. She was also very curious how this child could have a long life but no signs of life, yet still live normally. If that were the case, could her grandfather also...
Mentioning her grandfather, Hu Tao remembered that sunny afternoon, when the weather suddenly turned from clear to overcast. That detestable afternoon, her grandfather... left her forever...
"Hu Tao... afraid... Qiqi... doesn't want... to see you!"
The radish-like Qiqi instinctively feared Hu Tao. After all, this strange older sister, with her peculiar actions, had successfully imprinted herself into Qiqi's memory, becoming an indelible part of her mind.
"Hu Tao, I know what you're thinking, but I regret to inform you that such a thought is impossible. He... is no longer with us."
Zhongli's golden pupils seemed to see an old man. His soul... had likely long since vanished from this world. After all, the directors of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor throughout the ages had no regrets.
With two fingers of his right hand pointed at the radish-like Qiqi on the ground, he slightly slid them upwards, and Qiqi was directly "spat" out as if the very earth disdained her.